Hi I'm Maureen

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Maureen Vaillette | Visalia, CA | 559-826-2440

 

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My name is Maureen and I lived in a house with 32 kinds of toxic mold for years.

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I was the one in our home the most. I was homeschooling four kids. My husband worked. The kids played outside a lot. I was the one breathing it in, day after day. Each of my kids had different symptoms. And nobody connected the dots.

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I went to doctors for 15 years asking them to test me for mold. Some refused. Some didn't know what tests to run. Some ran the wrong ones. I also had Lyme disease and got nowhere with that either. And we lived in an orchard where the oranges were sprayed with chemicals. I called it "agent orange." Going outside for fresh air meant pesticides. Going inside meant the mold. There was nowhere to go.

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One day I told my husband, "I think I'm dying and I don't know what to do."

He told me to go stay at his mother's to see if I felt better in another enviroonment, she had an apartment over her garage. I didn’t know how long I would be there, so I packed for a weekend. But I didn't go back to my house for four years.

I found a mold-literate doctor in Redwood City. He had us test our house with an ERMI. Thirty-five kinds of mold on that test and our home had thirty-two at levels that were off the charts.

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Within a week of my leaving, my 19-year-old son came to me. He'd stayed in the house with my husband. His memory was going. He'd turn right to do something and by the time he turned left, he'd forgotten what it was he was doing. He was having bloody noses so bad he went to the hospital. His father told him don’t worry about mold, it was just my weak genes. I told my son it is the mold and to come live at grandma's and he did.

Within a month, my husband shut down the house and came too.

 

Then we cross-contaminated grandma's apartment by bringing things from the moldy house. We had to test that space. I started sleeping on a cot on the covered patio because I couldn’t tolerate the indoors. I sat in my car at the park and cried a lot.

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We got rid of my car and got another. Mold was blowing through the vents. I could physically feel invisible particles hitting my face and it was giving me migraines that lasted weeks.

The estimate to remediate our house was $50,000 with no guarantees.

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We eventually found an RV. A 2-year-old, barely used, custom-built 36-foot fifth wheel near the coast. It had been owned by two 90-year-old sisters as a vacation spot. It was old enough to have off-gassed its VOCs. New enough to have never leaked. My husband disassembled redwood decking from the campsite where it was parked and brought it home. I built a custom deck from that recycled wood for my R.V. over the course of a year. I lived in that RV for seven years in a park In Visalia.

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From the RV, with a clean mold free space, I started researching. I found Rife technology. Taught myself with almost no instructions. Strung a plasma light over my bed, received frequencies nightly, and started seeing results within six months. I did Instacart to pace myself back into work.

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I found a school called Pure Vitality, a holistic practitioner program run by a naturopathic doctor in Georgia. I enrolled partly so I could afford to help my sick kids rather than spend $15,000 on myself alone at the Dr. The program covered the use of Rife, essential oils, bioresonance testing, light and sound therapy, detox protocols, supplements and infrared sauna. I did many hours of infrared sauna, frequency work, and detox protocols to get more and more balanced over time. The doctor became both my teacher and my practitioner.

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I flew to Georgia for a four-day in-person intensive. I walked into the wellness center and immediately felt fine. No reaction. For me, that was extraordinary. I asked the doctor: how did you find a clean old building?

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She said: it had mold alright. A team came from Florida with machines. Twenty-four hours later it was completely clear. She had also used the machines on her own hand-built log cabin after the chinking went moldy.

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I could hardly contain myself with excitement that there was something that could save our home.

Three months later, my husband and I flew to Florida. On a job site with the owners of this technology, I looked behind a nightstand and found solid black mold. I instantly felt ill. The team told me to breathe near the machine. In ten minutes, I had fully recovered. I saw the power of this technology firsthand.

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My husband wrote a check. The machines arrived. He and our son ran them in our family home, the same one which had been closed up and sitting vacant for four years.

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Twenty-four hours later, my son and I walked in together. The air smelled like mountains and beach combined. There were 3 dead rodents piled in the kitchen in the kitchen floor. The last room that still had oxygen.

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Forty-eight hours after treatment, my husband and son moved back in to our home. I took a few books, photos, and my leather jacket with me back to the RV. No cross-contamination reaction. Not one.

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I call my own house the most extreme job I have ever treated.

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I now run Harmony Energy Home in Visalia, CA. I use these same patented machines to treat odors in homes, businesses, vehicles, and commercial spaces. I can walk into a building and know there’s a problem before anyone tells me. I recognize the phrases people use when they are living in a bad environment. I have been that person.

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And that is why I do this.

 

If something in your space doesn't feel right, I'd love to talk. Call or text Maureen at 559-826-2440.